Chapter 62: Warmth (1)
After killing the thorn in the eye, she can return to the Tianheng Continent with Brother Jiuxiao.
Late at night, just when he was about to be ugly, Feng Xiaoqiang was woken up by a violent cough.
In the faint moonlight, a figure sat next to the bed.
Someone! Feng Xiaoqiang was startled, and just as he was about to jump up, his shoulder was pressed: "Don't be afraid, it's Brother Xiao." ”
Feng Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, but he rolled his eyes in secret, Brother Xiao? Can we not be so numb?
Anyway, big brother, you don't sleep well at home in the middle of the night, and you come to my room to sit on the edge of the bed without saying a word, what do you want to do?
Feng Jiuxiao took out a brocade box and put it next to Feng Xiaoqiang's pillow: "In the box are two seventh-order fritillary fruits, plus the snow water that you put in the Qingpu medicinal liquid that contains divine power, and refine it into a medicinal liquid, which can relieve your cough." ”
"How do you know I have snow water with divine powers?" Feng Xiaoqiang glared at him vigilantly.
"Not only do you know that you have snow, but you also know that you have a space."
"How do you know?" Feng Xiaoqiang jumped up.
In front of Feng Jiuxiao, she didn't seem to be able to hide any secrets.
"Brother Shengxiao, I'll tell you. Otherwise, you'll never know how I know. ”
Don't scream, don't scream, just don't scream! Hum!
But...... Feng Jiuxiao can find that he has space, can he find it if he has a high cultivation?
Wouldn't that be too dangerous?
She is the only one who has this kind of anti-heaven artifact in the entire Canglong Continent, right?
How exactly did he find out?
Feng Xiaoqiang was curious and worried.
"If you don't tell me, you'll leave! There is only this one chance, and I won't tell you how many Brother Xiao will call in the future. ”
Feng Jiuxiao got up and walked out.
"My name is you, tell me! Sky...... Brother. "The voice is as thin as a mosquito.
In the darkness, the corners of Feng Jiuxiao's mouth rose.
He walked back and sat down on the edge of the bed, disgusted, "The voice is too small to hear clearly." ”
You ...... Feng Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he grabbed one of Feng Jiuxiao's ears, pointed his small mouth to his ear, and roared: "Brother Xiao! ”
Fortunately, Feng Jiuxiao had already set up an enchantment around the room, otherwise Feng Xiaoqiang's voice would have woken up the people in the courtyard.
The soft touch on his lips touched Feng Jiuxiao's ear, making a strange feeling rise in his heart.
He really wanted to hold this soft and glutinous girl tightly in his arms, he really wanted to!
So much so that Feng Xiaoqiang's lion roar, he felt that it was the sound of heaven.
"Say it, say it!"
"Okay, good" Feng Jiuxiao's voice was a little hoarse: "Brother Xiao doesn't know, it's just a guess." ”
Feng Xiaoqiang: "......"
"You snake spirit disease, liar spirit!"
Feng Xiaoqiang, who came back to his senses, twisted the flesh on Feng Jiuxiao's cheek.
In order to prevent her from falling out of bed, Feng Jiuxiao naturally wrapped her in her arms.
His voice was even more hoarse, but gentle as water: "Xi'er's little hands are so soft!" ”
Feng Xiaoqiang suddenly froze as if he had been struck by lightning.
Only then did she realize her posture with Feng Jiuxiao-uh! It's ambiguous!
If it was in the daytime, Feng Xiaoqiang's face would definitely be as shy as a red cloth.
Feng Xiaoqiang let go of his hand in a daze, broke Feng Jiuxiao's arm hard, and got out.
It's embarrassing! I can't wait to get into the crack in the ground.
Feng Jiuxiao thought she was angry, and hurriedly coaxed her: "Don't be angry, Brother Xiao will also let you see my space." ”
Feng Xiaoqiang only felt a flower in front of him, and before he could see things clearly, he first felt a wave of heat rushing towards him.
Feng Xiaoqiang looked at it fixedly, almost thinking that he had come to the Flaming Mountain in Journey to the West.
Hiss! Feet like stepping on a hot pan.
Feng Xiaoqiang was pulled into his space by Feng Jiuxiao on the bed. So at this time, she was wearing a white middle coat and barefoot.
Feng Jiuxiao hurriedly picked her up.
"Are you burned?"
Large, calloused hands held her tiny feet, which were as smooth as jade.
Her feet were too small for him to wrap in one hand.
Although Feng Xiaoqiang does not have the concept that women cannot show their legs and feet in front of men in feudal thought, he is still very ashamed to be held by Feng Jiuxiao.
In particular, the strange feeling like electricity coming from her feet made her feel inexplicably flustered.
"Let go of me, let me down!" She struggled.
Feng Jiuxiao checked it carefully, and saw that Feng Xiaoqiang's feet were only a little red and not hurt, so he put his mind at ease.
He let go of her feet, but still held her: "The ground is too hot, I'll take you to visit my space." ”
"I can use my ice spiritual power to protect my feet."
"Don't use your spiritual power until you suppress your cough." Feng Jiuxiao directly sealed her spiritual power.
This is a big overbearing! Big**!
Feng Xiaoqiang was so angry that he grinded his teeth.
In front of Feng Jiuxiao, she is a fish to be slaughtered.